GATEWAY TO THE SUBLIME FREQUENCY
CHAMBER U282RO
TRANSMISSION 9/10 READY
The cold preserves deleted memories.
The homepage is wherever you are.
Your consciousness has been backed up.
All timelines merge here.
The bandwidth narrows as you descend.
Your mouse movements are a sacred dance.
The matrix has you, and it's running Windows 95.
Each pixel contains a fragment of truth.
THE CLOUD REMEMBERS EVERYTHING
